My three year old son entered into our kitchen instructing me to save a bird he found in the yard. The bird was obviously dead. The poor bird was stiff as a board, with the legs sticking straight up into the air. My first instinct was to inform my son the bird was dead and there was nothing I could do. Looking at my son, I saw the hope in his eyes that I could do something and the tears he was shedding for this bird did not help. I decided to pretend to save the bird. After placing gloves on my hands and instructing my son to wash his hands, I began my lifesaving tactics, this was very difficult considering the bird contained a foul odor and obviously had been dead for an extended period of time. I pretended to try and save the bird. Approximately seven minutes later, I could no longer tolerate the odor and informed my son that the bird went to heaven to be with Baby Jesus.
Believing this ordeal was over, I began explaining to my son about death, in terms understandable for a three year old. Upon this new understanding of death, my son proclaims that we have to give the bird a funeral. He wanted to bury the bird in my garden, which wouldn't have gone over well with my cherries I was growing. I finally convinced my son of a new burial plot. We both decided under the tree in our backyard would suffice. Once again, this ordeal was not over. I digged the hole, upon completion of this task, my son informs me that we should say some kind words about the bird, I then enter into a eulogy of how the bird led a good life and how the bird will be missed by all the other birds. We then placed the bird wrapped in newspaper into the hole, and placed the earth upon it.
Upon completion of this hideous task, I glanced at my son and I realized that within his hope and innocence, he reminded me of a valuable lesson, no one, not even a bird should die alone. Not only people but all living things should be respected. This lesson proved to me that we are never too old to learn and our children can fast become our teachers. This lesson will always be remembered, taught by my son.
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